Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1887-11-10


Suzanne lay upon her back, her arms
stretched out and a thin stream of blood
trickled down her pale face from deep
wound in her forehead. Pierre took her in
his strong arms and carried her to the foun-
tain of st. Thsbault. There he laid her, with
her head upon messy bank. while Raymond
wet his handkerchief and made compress,
laying 1t over the bleeding wound which
was deep and severe. Then he bathed her
hands, her face and eyes,
"How beautiful she tsp said Raymond.
In spite of all the efforts of the two broth
ers, Suzanne did not regain consciousness,
and they looked at each other in despair.
ave must get help said Raymond. 'aShe
will bleed to death. Go bring Catharine and
tell her husband to bring the carrioleo
At last Suzanne opened her eyes, though
the pain in her head was so great that she
could scarcely see anything. She tried to
rise but sank back again. Then Raymond
timidly spoke, telling her that she had had
an accident and must keep still, that help
would soon come. Then he brought water
in his hunting cup and wet her handkerchief
and placed that also upon her head While
be was occupied with her she noticed be-
tween her eyelids his fine and delicate face,
his large, honest eyes, and she felt herself
perfectly at ease with him, which she had
not done with Pierre.
"You are very kind, sir" said she; "please
tell me your name, so that my father can
thank you.n
"My name is Raymond De Noirville, but I
have done nothing to be thanked for"
Suddenly Suzanne grew pale again and lost
consciousness. At this moment Catharine
nd in farr min, ba
carriole arrived. They made all haste to get
her to the cottage, where they placed her in
bed and brought doctor, who declared that
though the wound was grave and she had lost
much blood, she would be all right in a fort
night. but that she would probably have a
fever.
Raymond and Pierre were both anxious,
but dared not go to inquire about her, so
each in turn, and unknown to the other, be-
sought Catharine to ride over to the White
House and find out how the young lady was.
Catharine said:
an whose name shall inquirer Yours or
your mother'sl"
"My mothers, of course" each answered.
"Ah," thought Catharine, "this is not a
good outlook. Both brothers are certainly
head over heels in love with that young
American. 1t is sorry day when brothers
become rivals"
Catharine had presented herself as coming
from Nine. De Noirville, which, under the
circumstances, made it incumbent upon
Roger to go to Meridon farm to thank Mime.
De Noirville for the care her sons had given
his daughter, and he wished also to satisfy
himself as to the question of their identity.
He put off the evil day as long as he posi-
bly, could, fearing that his suspicious would
take form and Nine. De Noirville prove to be
Julia, and he dreaded any possibility that
either Of the young men might touch the
heart of Suzanne.
She had now been up and about several
days, and even began to take her customary
rides, and had already made two or three
discreet illusions to the duty he owed his
neighbors of Meridon farm. Laroque under
stood that the moment had come, and lie
must accede to the demands of etiquette, and
also to discover if his fears were justified or
not. They drove over to the farm and were
shown in, when Raymond and Pierre re-
ceived them with effusion. Pierre then went
for his mother and she came in, dressed in
the deepest mourning. Pale, aged and bowed
and with her once raven tresses almost white,
yet Roger knew her instantly, but her great
dark eyes were raised to his face without
recognition of him. Nothing had told her
who stood before her. As to him, he con-
tanned his emotion with the most painful
effort, and he half looked to see Lucien APP
pear.
MADAME" said the poor man, "your sons
have doubtless told you Of the accident
which happened to my daughter and l was
anxious to thank them for their care of her,
without which most probably she would
have died there alone"
"You exaggerate tine little service we
could render her, sir" replied Raymond
Pierre was slow of speech at all times, and
now he could do nothing but devour Suzanne
with his eyes,
AS Roger spoke Julia shrunk down in her
chair, and there was on her countenance q
visible expression of fear, which, however,
none remarked Though she had no idea of
Rogers identity the sound Of that voice had
never changed, and her thoughts wandered
to the days when Roger was still alive. His
eyes were upon Lucien As he ceased to
speak she listened still and she looked at him
with a searching glance But though it was
Rogers voice she was positive that the man
before her not Roger
Presently Raymond proposed that they
should walk in the garden, down through the
avenue of chestnut trees. Suzanne and the
two young men walked on trifle in advance
of the parents, and they both began to talk
Of their children, and Roger soon OWNED that
Julia loved Raymond with a tender, more
absorbing love than she gave to her eldest
born. Pierre knew this, and though it sad
dened him somewhat, he had too noble a
character to resent it or feel jealous. Ray
mond did not know there was difference,
and he almost idolized his brother.
Soon after father and daughter took their
departure Julia watched her two sons as the
visitors drove away, and both gave heavy
sigh as the carriage disappeared, and both APP
peared cast down and melancholy. "Are they
both smitten with the beauty and grace Of
this young girli If so, woe is me-"